I've finally given up on love
Just now realized
That it just isn't for me
I'd rather be free
To do what I please
And not give a damn
About who he see's
Love doesn't trust me
Nor I it
My poor little heart
Can't stand one more hit
Broken more than once
Time an time again
Once upon a time
Heartbreak was my only friend
But I've learned since then.
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The Drabbles of a Young Mind
PoesíaPoems made during fits of passion, or you know, whenever it is that inspiration decides to hit.
